Today is going to be a busy day for Will. He has quite a few tests and they might decide that he's stable enough to go down to ct to get scanned. The other tests will be up in his room. I won't go into all the tests and reasons because a lot of them are to rule things out. They are trying to find out why he is so weak.
Tonight he slept so hard, I really think this will help him so much. He had a wonderful nurse, she was just so peaceful and made him relax. Auntie and Uncle Al were here for most of the evening. Every night (or early morning) when xray is done, he and I always set a goal for the day. Sometimes it's something as easy as staying awake for a whole hour. Well, he just set his goal for next week. He wants to be strong enough to watch NCAA championship game with a BIG Pepsi.
How's that for a goal?? He actually wrote that for the drs. to see.
We have been a little worried about him being depressed, well---he's back. He just needed some attitude adjustment time. This helped too, his cousin called and told him that she named her new baby after him. She said that if he would grow up to be half the man Will was, she would be so happy. Brought tears to my eyes and finally a smile to Will's face. Thanks Billie and Matt.
By the way, he wants to bring this nurse, Sumer, home with us when we leave. Maybe we can tempt her.
I told you that I had a special memory of Will's that one of his high school friends shared with us.
This was absolutely his best moment of all when he was in school. This came in a form of an email for Will but I convinced Jason to share it with you. Most of you will remember this.
I don't even have to tell you to keep battling or fighting, I know you don't know any other way. When I read what other people say about you, I nod in agreement and think the same thing. My first year up at Ricks, I wrote a paper for my English class. You used to have to write it in those blue books and on the back the sticker still shows it cost me 15 cents. Man this makes me sound old. It is about the only sign of higher education that I have kept other than my diplomas. But I didn't keep it because of the paper, but rather that it was about Will. I think I told Randy about the paper, but other than Mary I don't know if anyone knows that I wrote it. Every time I get of the blog, I think about Willie and this paper. It only got me an 85%, but that was because he probably gave me a 110% on the topic and a 50% on the writing. I don't think I even broke it into paragraphs. That was that crazy English teacher Fran Widners fault. I think it was around Thanksgiving and the assignment was to write about "the spirit of giving". So here it is: As the spirit of giving rises at this time of year, I think back to a time when giving was truly the best thing in life. Willie Harbison was a friend that had cystic fibrosis. He was a true friend to all and could have been thought of as a brother. Willie was like any other kid, but struggled with Cystic Fibrosis. He spend days and weeks in a hospital bed. But one thing about Willie was that he was never a quitter. He would keep you going at anything you did. He was certainly a true friend. Will was also the manger of our football team. He would have played if his health would have permitted. But as manager he was a great inspiration to have. He was one who you could sit down and talk and you knew he was listening. He was a key to our success and his giving made us a team give back more. In the middle of the season, Willie went into the hospital with a high fever. When we visited him he coughed and looked terrible. We knew it was serious and things did not look good. We saw the importance of the season dwindle and concentrated more on Willie. His health was more important and it showed as we dropped our second to last game of the season. We had given up as a team but Willie would never give up. The next week we played our rival Castleford and there was no way that Willie was going to be there. We had a terrible week of practice and we were sure the top rated team would blow us away. Before kickoff, we sat in the locker room, and in walks Willie. Still pale, but with a smile on his face. He just asked us to play hard as we could and he'd be proud. He walked out and the locker room broke out into havoc. We ripped up towels and wrote Willie on them. Before we went out, we got in a circle and prayed. No one prayed that we would play good and win, they just said thanks for giving us back Willie. We went out and instead of yelling Win, we yelled Willie. It's basically the same thing. We went on and beat Castleford and eventually the state championship. As we received the trophy, we gave it to Willie and told him it was his. We hoisted him on our shoulder and tears came to our eyes. Not that we had won, but that we had Willie. Willie is still in high school and has well lived out his expected life span. He hasn't made many trips to the hospital, and is playing varsity basketball. We gave him that state championship trophy, but he gave us love. Will, I want you to know that I do consider you as one that has had the great influence on my life. Your perseverance and courage is second to none and last night when Mindy called and said that you were not doing well, I was worried but I had the comfort in my heart. That comfort that reminds me what you are about and how you will always battle. You are in our prayers every night. I also need an address so I can send you down the inaugural Rocky Mountain Football coaches shirt. I have medium with your name on it, or if you are still retaining a little water, I can send down a XXL for the time being.
See you soon,Jason Jason Warr
Meridian High School
There is probably many people out there that remember that time. If you do, and want to add more to this by commenting, please do so. (Sue-do you remember what we did?) I was very touched by Jason's sentiment. If you know Jason, you know he isn't normally that kind of guy. Well, Jason, your secrets out. You are a good guy. Thanks for taking us back to a wonderful time (I think it was l988). If I were home I would put a picture of that on this blog but I don't have them with me.
So we need prayers for the tests to come back negative. God knows which ones. Prayers for Will to gain strength back and God's blessings on Will's friends that keep him motivated even when he doesn't want to be. We love you all.